I would like to take a moment to reflect on a trip that happened last summer. It's just too funny not to tell even one year and a season later. Even though it's at my expense, here goes:
I went with my friend to Barcelona to meet her boyfriend and his friend. Lo and behold, we get there and the friend is HOT! He was also Spanish. When in Spain....do a Spaniard right? RIGHT! I had a blast getting to know Spain (wink, wink) inside and out for a week.
On our last night together in Spain we partied up until 6 a.m. in the clubs getting our dance and drink on before retreating to the hotel. After a few short hours of sleep, the clock struck Noon and Spanish Larry awoke, jumped out of bed and ran to the shower and dramatically mentioned he was gonna be late for the airport.
While he showered, I rolled over in bed to gets some more zzzzzzzzzzzz's only to land in the biggest, wettest spot on the bed I have ever encountered. Surely that was too much to be semen and it was too soaked to be sweat. Then it occured to me. The Spaniard who I had been fucking for an entire week had pissed the bed and now I was laying in it. Fucking gross!
Needless to say, he tore out of the hotel room never to be heard from again. Fortunately, my friend went her separate way with that boyfriend so I'll never have to encounter, share a bed or lay in Spanish Larry's AKA pisser boy's urine ever again.